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Chapter 479: All junior high school students? The Japanese team is crazy!

The game ended and the whole place was silent.

The players of the French team stared in disbelief. They never thought that Delacroix and Georges, who had entered an alternative state of synchronization, would be suppressed by one opponent.

Camus and others also looked unhappy.

If they can't even synchronize, then they have already lost the game.

but.

Camus, after all, is known as a master tactician.

During the break before the second set, he found Delacroix and George and carefully explained the next tactics to them.

In Camus's opinion, Tezuka was too powerful to be attacked forcefully. He could only make a tactical detour and use Fuji as the entry point.

Simultaneously.

Delacroix can also take this opportunity to improve his tennis skills. It would be best if he could further enhance the effect of [Artistic Synchrony].

however.

After the game starts.

However, the situation did not develop in the direction Camus had planned.

Facing the attacks from Delacroix and George, Bu Er appeared very calm, and he used various tennis skills skillfully.

In the end, Fuji even used the Light Wind to crush the two people's strong attack tactics in one fell swoop.

Bang!
finally.

When the game entered the 56th minute, with Bu Er's Phoenix flashing back to the ground, the tennis ball slid out close to the ground under the shocked gazes of Delacroix and George.

"Double 1 is over."

On the high chair, the referee said loudly: "Japan wins, score 6-3, 6-1!"

"Ooooooooo!!!"

In an instant.

There was loud cheering outside the stadium.

Even many passers-by joined in the celebration. They were all conquered by the skills of Fuji and Tezuka and became their fans.

On the other hand, the French team was in a somewhat low mood.

“I actually lost.”

The French prince, Sharudaru, looked unhappy.

With one win and one loss, the Japanese team, which sent out four junior high school students in the first two games, undoubtedly had an absolute advantage. Even if he was confident, he didn't dare to say he could win against the Byodoin and Oni who were likely to have professional-level strength.

"Commander-in-chief."

Thinking of this, Xialudaru took a deep breath and looked at the blond Camus: "I'm going to warm up first."

"Go."

Camus nodded slightly.

He could see that his teammate's mentality was not normal. Some off-field warm-up could effectively relieve the opponent's pressure.

"Next, the singles 3 match will begin."

at this time.

The announcement sounded: "France's representative Oshiwaru Doron (first 3rd day of the first month) versus Japan's representative Yukimura Seiichi (first 3rd day of the first month)."

"Please prepare both players."

"Ok?"

Xialudaru, who was about to leave, was stunned when he heard this: "Yukimura Seiichi? Isn't this Byodoin Phoenix and Oni Jujiro? Wait, this guy is not a junior high school student, right?"

When he raised his head and his eyes fell on the huge scoreboard and the electronic screen with the players' specific names and ages written on it, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Junior high school student!
The opponent arranged a junior high school student to play singles 3?!

"Forehead?"

Bart, Moro and other high school students were also stunned. The two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

They really guessed it right.

As expected, the Japanese team arranged a lineup of all junior high school students.

"Great! It's Minister Yukimura!"

In the stands, Kirihara shouted excitedly.

Although he did not qualify to represent the team, he was very satisfied just to see the seniors of his team appear on the court.

"Yukimura."

Yagyu, Marui and others narrowed their eyes.

"What's wrong."

Seeing the expressions of several people, Kirihara subconsciously asked: "Is there any problem?"

"Of course there is a problem."

Guan Yue shook his head and said, "Logically, the candidate assigned to singles 1 should be a high school student. After all, we have more than enough high school students available to play."

"really."

Saeki nodded and said, "The tournament only stipulates that only three junior high school students can appear in each game, but there is no specific number. Now it seems that the coach and his team are not planning to let the senior high school students play."

"You mean the entire junior high school roster?"

Kikumaru, Oishi and others were all surprised.

This is truly astonishing.

You know, the French team is a big 4 team. Even the Spanish team with the least points still has a huge gap with the fifth place.

but.

The coach of the Japanese team arranged such an exaggerated lineup. Doesn't that mean that the Japanese team can reach the Big 4 level just by using a lineup of junior high school students? !
"Is there a possibility?"

At this time, Akutagawa stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "This roster arrangement is not what the coach and the others wanted, right?"

"If it's not the coach, then who else could it be?"

Hiyoshi asked subconsciously, and then seemed to think of something and looked at Ishikawa in surprise.

"Is it the deputy minister's arrangement?"

The others nodded secretly in their hearts.

If it were someone else, they would definitely not believe it. But Ishikawa's words had already gone beyond the scope of ordinary junior high school and high school students. Even Byodoin and the demons could only be inferior to him.

"The deputy minister had already figured it out!"

Taki Oginosuke, who was in charge of data collection at Hyotei, said, "With the strength of junior high school students, we only need to win two games. The junior high school students on the other side are no match for us."

"You're right."

Guanyue, Liusheng and others also nodded.

Because of the competition rules, the arrangement of this list has a winning formula. The overall quality of the junior high school students in the Japanese team is undoubtedly unique among the teams in the world.

therefore.

The arrangement involving all junior high school students may seem crazy, but in fact, it is completely under Ishikawa's control.

"Like now."

Taki Oginosuke smiled and said, "The French team has already used up three of their high school student quotas. For the remaining three singles matches, they only have one high school student quota."

"The game has already ended!"

Saeki, Sengoku and others were also feeling emotional.

Facing the big4 French team, they were able to have such a huge advantage and almost lock in the victory in advance. It was really too exaggerated.

"Oshowaru-senpai?"

the other side.

As the French prince Xialudalu was about to leave the court to warm up, he paused. He took a deep look at the figure who had changed into a black gauze coat at some point, and then turned and left.

"With that senior's strength, as long as Ishikawa doesn't make a move, the remaining junior high school students on the Japanese team will not be able to match him at all!"

Even someone as conceited as Xialudaru was very wary of Duolong's strength. Among all the junior high school students, he had only lost to one of them.

of course.

While Xialudaru was associating, he automatically filtered out the person who had just shown extraordinary strength on the field, Tezuka Kunimitsu.

"There is only one person like Ishikawa in the world. And Kunimitsu Tezuka, there is probably only one such person in the entire Japanese team."

Tezuka is too strong.

Compared with him, although Fuji, Tachibana, and Chitose's performances were equally impressive, they were not players of the same level at all. In Sharudaru's eyes, there was definitely no one of this level among the remaining junior high school students on the Japanese team. Bang bang bang!!!
Bang bang bang! ! !
And this time.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a ball hitting the ground from the front.

Xialudaru raised his brows slightly.

He didn't expect that there were other people playing a multi-ball game near Court No. 2.

"Ok?"

however.

When he got closer and took a look, his expression changed quietly.

I saw that the area around the court was empty, without a single spectator, and there was only one person on the court, practicing facing the wall.

bang bang bang! ! !
bang bang bang! ! !
Every time the opponent swung his racket, several afterimages would appear. And each image corresponded to a tennis ball. With Sharudaru's eyesight, after some observation, he could clearly see the number of balls hit by the opponent.

"Ten goals in a row?!"

The French prince narrowed his eyes.

Ten goals!

For those high school players who are considered elite players, this is undoubtedly a huge watershed moment.

Although both are elite, the difference between 10 balls and 9 balls is like the difference between a river and a stream. To cross the 10-ball realm is like stepping onto the threshold of a profession in the eyes of professionals.

The figure in front of him was obviously dressed like a junior high school student from the Japanese team.

"Could it be that"

As if thinking of something, Xialudaru thought: "Is this guy my opponent in the next singles match 2?"

Whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
at this time.

The figure opposite suddenly stopped moving.

The ten tennis balls that hit the wall bounced off and then shot towards him.

"This guy"

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Xialudalu's eyes, and then he flashed, and several figures appeared around him. Each figure corresponded to a tennis ball, and as he swung his racket, the tennis ball flew backwards towards the opponent's position.

"Ah."

But the man smiled faintly, and slowly swayed his body from side to side, thus avoiding the tennis balls that were flying at an incredibly fast speed.

Snapped!
As for the last one, the other party lifted it with one hand and held it tightly in his hand.

Then, the other party smiled and said, "Prince of France, would you like to have a warm-up before the game?"

"This guy"

Xialudaru's eyes flickered.

Because the other party spoke in fluent French: "Are you targeting me?"

Immediately.

Sharudaru smiled.

He certainly didn't mind getting rid of his opponent before the game officially started.

Immediately.

He took a step forward and walked into the court.

the other side.

The match between France and Japan.

After the 10-minute break, a figure walked out from each camp.

On the Japanese team side, Yukimura walked into the court confidently and calmly, wearing a coat. His light blue hair and coat swayed naturally in the breeze, looking chic and freehand.

Many female spectators in the stands were delighted when they saw him. Many of the brave ones even whistled and flirted with the boy.

In contrast.

On the French team's side, Oshowal Doron looked very different as he was covered in a black smock with only a pair of eyes exposed.

"Is that a ninja costume?"

On the Japanese team, everyone couldn't help but look surprised.

French Ninja?
There's no way these two words can be connected, right?
"nondescript."

Sanada said coldly.

His opinion of the French player was simple: he was just a clown who was trying to attract attention. He could easily deal with such a guy, not to mention Yukimura.

"Ninja costume?"

Qian and Liu, on the other hand, thought more.

The former frowned and said, "Is the other party planning to use our cultural image to defeat the opponent?"

"Psychological warfare?"

Liu narrowed her eyes.

From this point of view, the other party is likely to use tactics such as psychological games.

"pity."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shook his head.

If it was in other areas, the other party might have some advantages. But in the inner level, in the spiritual realm, the other party had no chance at all.

Because among the junior high school students, except for Ishikawa, who is a super model, in terms of mental strength, even Tezuka and Atobe are inferior to Yukimura.

"Hello, my name is Oshiowaru Doron, a French ninja who loves Japanese culture."

In front of the net.

Doron, dressed as a ninja, was communicating with Yukimura in fluent Japanese.

"Oh?"

Yukimura was quite surprised, and then politely shook the other person's hand: "My name is Yukimura Seiichi, please give me your guidance."

"This guy is so arrogant!"

On the French team's side, many junior high school students frowned after seeing Yukimura's outfit: "He actually went on the court with a coat on. Does he not take our players seriously at all?"

“It’s really crazy.”

Morrow nodded.

There is no shortage of players like this in the world competition. But for some reason, he feels very different about this junior high school student on the Japanese team.

Bart shook his head and said, "To be assigned to singles 1, this person's strength is definitely not simple."

After the first two games, no one dared to underestimate the junior high school students of the Japanese team. Moreover, to be more precise, even a figure like Tezuka could only be arranged in doubles.

From this aspect, Yukimura must be very strong.

"The match is best of three sets."

After a moment, the referee on the high chair confirmed the status of the two players and said loudly: "Japan's Yukimura serves, the game is over!"

"It finally begins."

At the baseline, Duolong was very excited. He started to perform with his hands and feet dancing, which attracted discussions from the audience outside the court.

“Is this guy a clown?”

The Jackal couldn't help but frown and said.

Marui shook his head and said, "No, it's not that simple."

Swish!
Swish swish! ! !
The words just fell.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Duolong's figure instantly split into dozens of people, standing in neat rows at the bottom line, showing a posture of strict defense.

"Shadow Clone?!"

Many people stared wide-eyed.

"hey-hey."

Duolong himself couldn't help but laugh and said, "This way, no matter where your serve hits, I can receive it."

Bang!
But the next moment.

As Yukimura swung the racket, a pale yellow light instantly bloomed in front of one of Doron's shadow clones.

"15-0."

In an instant.

The dozen or so figures at the bottom line all stood there in a daze, sweating profusely.

(End of this chapter)